It should feel wrong,
but I can't help myself,
from this compulsion . . .
. . . this Desire . . .
for you.
I want you in my arms, to hold
to kiss
to undress and make
love to You.
I wake up haunted,
My mind entranced, my body tight,
and wanting . . .
my mouth pressed against your mouth
my tongue wrapped around yours,
kissing your neck
and tugging on your hair,
Sucking your Breasts,
and then penetration
inside your wet warm place,
slow thrusts then hard,
your sex crashing against mine,
your eyes rolled back, and glazed
and to come inside you . . .
Cum inside you.